A lover of scary movies
When you’re sitting there in the dark, and it feels like someone is watching you. When you’re trying to sleep, but you fear that if you go to sleep you may never wake up again. When you need to use the washroom during the night, but are scared that if you go, someone may grab you and you won’t get back to the bed on time. When you’re home alone and can’t help but feel overly paranoid. Is someone watching you?!
Chances are you just watched a scary movie.
So as a child I loved scary movies. I remember my favourite movies being Fox and the Hound, and Cujo.
I was quite young.
Fox and the Hound? Understandable. But Cujo? I still to this day have no idea why I loved that movie so much. I guess it was the thrill of being scared. Or maybe because the dog looked so cuddly before it became rabid.
Either way I now find that movie boring.
I loved horror movies until I was about 15, and then I had better things to do than sit around and watch movies. I was out with my friends, which like most teenagers, always took priority. But I still would go see horror movies with my friends when everyone else would go. Which was quite rare because most of my friends at this time were too scared to watch scary movies.
When I was 11 my friends and I watched all of the Halloween movies. Those movies terrified me, and to this day seeing pictures of Michael Myers makes me feel anxious, like he’s about to come through the door….argh.
Why are my feet partway under the bed right now? Bad idea.
(Update; I just recently watched Rob Zombie’s version of the Halloween movies, not scary)
Nowadays, I’m back to watching horror movies on the regular because Scott loves them too.
When I was younger I really wanted to watch the Texas Chainsaw Massacre movies, but somehow never ended up watching them. They have now become my favourite horror chain, and Leather face my favourite horror movie villain. In fact, I’m wearing a shirt with his face on it right now.
Scott loves Freddy, and we own the entire Nightmare on Elm street movie collection.
I find I sympathise with Jason, because his mother was so crazy and he always wanted to please her.
House of 1000 corpses? So messed up but so entertaining.
I believe in ghosts and most things super natural, so the Haunting in Connecticut, Deliver us from Evil, The Conjuring (2013)
, The Exorcist, etc, I find I truly believe in. I read too much into these movies and can easily imagine them all actually happening, so I don’t doubt the “Based on a true story” quotes are anything but true.
When I was in high school, I think grade 10, I read The Amityville Horror. I borrowed the book from the library and about a quarter ways into the book there was a long black hair in the crease of the pages. I made sure that the hair never fell out of the book. You know, in case it was linked to an evil spirit.
House at the end of the street, The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (2003) [Blu-ray]
, the Screamseries,The Strangers. I sometimes worry that people are actually that crazy and you never know who you’re talking to.
I’m not sure if my love of scary movies has made me more smart when it comes to trust and given me ideas on how to get out of certain situations (although here’s hoping they never arise!) or if they’ve just given me an over active imagination.
Haha, I’m pretty sure I’ve always had one though.
The point of this ramble is, watch more scary movies, have fun!
And aren’t you thinking of creepy horror scenarios now? I’m home alone and I sure am!
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